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If you’ve ever been to a Michaels craft store you know how… much… it is. We’re talking beads of every shape and color, scrapbooking materials for the most obscure memories, birdhouse-building supplies (because that’s apparently a real hobby), Ireland’s entire sheep population in the form of colorfully spun yarn, an entire wall full of that puffy paint elementary schoolers decorate t-shirts with, and, like, glitter glue.
The entire store smells of artificially produced pumpkin spice no matter what time of year it is, unless you’re in the scented candle section, that is. Everything there just smells like a migraine waiting to happen.